There are bandits in Zhongshan

Seeing Zhong Mingzhu, the man's eyes almost popped out, the veins on his forehead twitched, and even the goatee on his chin seemed as hard as a steel needle.

And beside him, there were more than a dozen men, including the two who had acted with him before, and they all glared at Zhong Mingzhu.

That is a gold nugget that weighs 20 taels, it is equivalent to the pain of cutting a piece of flesh from the heart.

"Little bastard, return the things you stole!" The man didn't talk nonsense, he stepped forward a few steps to catch Zhong Mingzhu, but he didn't expect him to be there for a moment, but he was there in the blink of an eye. She dodged it.

"There are a lot of stones on the ground, master, just take them." Zhong Mingzhu stuck out his tongue at him, and then dodged to hide behind Changli, "Master, they bully people."

When those people saw Zhong Mingzhu, their eyes turned red. Only then did they notice Chang Li and the sword behind her that exuded coercion. They were frightened and dared not go forward for a while.

Seeing that the person with the goatee was so inexperienced, he became even more angry. He slapped the nearest person with his hands, and cursed: "Aren't those worthless things just two women, you're afraid of farts!"

As he spoke, he pulled out a short blade from the back of his waist, approached step by step with fierce eyes, and said some dirty words in his mouth.

Say something like having a good night.

Seeing this situation, the few pedestrians on the road stayed far away, for fear of being hurt.

"Master, he won't even let you go." Zhong Mingzhu covered his mouth and pretended to be terrified, but he was actually laughing, and lightly bumped Changli's back, and whispered, "I can't help you with my strength." Er is just a weak woman with no power to restrain her, what should I do?"

Chang Li lowered his eyes and remained silent, as if there were no more than a dozen people blocking the way in front of him, and there was no disciple hiding behind him who opened his eyes and told lies.

But for more than a dozen mortals, Zhong Mingzhu can leave whenever he wants, without any delay in his efforts, but she just pretends to be afraid to deal with them, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

She thought of the "fun" that Zhong Mingzhu said not long ago, and she turned her head to look at those light-colored eyes thoughtfully, and saw the high spirits in them.

"What do you want to do?" she asked.

"Huh?" Zhong Mingzhu raised his head slightly, his eyes fell into the black color, he raised an eyebrow with interest, and soon burst into a bright smile.

The person who was approaching watched the green fir girl approach the woman in white and whispered a few words in the ear of the woman in white, and then heard the woman in white say "good", and he couldn't help but think about the reason for this overly calm voice. When intending to do so, something flashed in front of my eyes.

Before he could react to what happened, he heard the people behind gasp in unison, while the woman in white in front of him was slowly inserting the sword back into the sword case.

When did she draw her sword?

Frozen in place, he showed a confused look, and then a strand of black hair drifted past his eyes.

No, not one strand, but many strands. He touched the top of his head subconsciously, and what his fingers touched was not the hair, but the smooth scalp.

The dagger fell to the ground with a bang, and he hastily fumbled his head with both hands, letting out a short and frightened scream.

The top of the head, which was originally dense, is now not a blade of grass, cleaner than a barber's shave. He tremblingly touched his neck, afraid that it would have been cut open, and he accidentally wiped his chin, and found that it would not be easy to walk there.

"This, this, this..." He couldn't even speak, and turned around trembling.

Seeing his appearance, the eyes of the people in the row behind him suddenly widened, their faces were all strange, some were red and some were pale, and then someone burst out laughing.

It turned out that not only had his hair and beard shaved, but even his eyebrows had been shaved off.

"Hahaha!" Zhong Mingzhu was already trembling with laughter, and finally lay directly on Changli's shoulder, unable to speak, "Master, do you think he looks like an egg now?"

Originally she only asked Chang Li to shave off his beard and hair, but she didn't expect that Chang Li also included his eyebrows in the list of beard and hair, and shaved them off together.

"Yeah." Chang Li didn't smile, just glanced at her, his dark eyes still had a thoughtful expression.

Those people don't dare to be arrogant at this moment, they want to turn around and run away, but seeing that cold woman is silent, they don't dare to act rashly, for fear that their own heads will be lost if they accidentally lose their heads.

Zhong Mingzhu noticed Chang Li's dazed mind, and smiled, and caught a glimpse of a group of people standing there anxiously from the corner of his eyes, and felt that it was extremely annoying, so he said to them with a sullen face, "Don't get out!"

After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at them, turned to Chang Li, and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Changli pursed her lips and moved her eyebrows. There seemed to be a trace of confusion in her eyes, but it disappeared quickly, making Zhong Mingzhu think it was just her own illusion.

"It's nothing."

At last she said so.

Afterwards, Zhong Mingzhu asked the elderly people in the county if they knew what happened to the house in Donglitang before, but that was more than 100 years ago after all, and the octogenarians were not even born at that time. After inquiring more than a dozen families in a row, they all said that they had never heard of anyone surnamed Zhong, so she really went to the government.

She broke off half of the ingot of gold and used it as a bribe. The mortals are not allowed to use spells indiscriminately, so that's all they can do. She is very proficient in this trick. After handing over the money, she laughed a few words, which made the official laugh She just waved her hand and asked someone to take her to check the files of the torture room, but the torture room had encountered a fire, and half of the previous files were burned. She searched for a long time, but finally found nothing. in the half that fell.

"Oh, everything is not good!" After she came out, she sighed heavily, and then heard Chang Li ask her:

"You really want to know about the past?"

"It's natural, just like reading a book. If there are a few volumes missing in the front, the things behind will inevitably be a bit unclear." She said sullenly.

——If you are, you must also be curious.

She wanted to say something more, but when she thought of Chang Li's temperament, she swallowed the words back. She felt that if her master lacked part of his memory, he probably wouldn't be curious at all. Thinking of this made her feel even more depressed, so She shook her head and sighed heavily.

However, her sorrow only lasted for less than a stick of incense. When she passed a magnificently decorated tea house, she heard the storyteller inside telling some stories about the black dragon's troubles, she immediately pulled Chang Li, and her eyes widened. Fang Guang pointed to the gorgeous red lacquer carved wooden door and said, "Master, let's go up and have a seat!"

Chang Li didn't even look at the teahouse, and said expressionlessly, "Go to Shannan."

There are no monsters or beasts in Qingyang County, not even a trace of monsters, because Zhong Mingzhu wanted to try to find out his previous identity, so he stayed here. Now that there is nothing to continue to investigate, they have no Reason continues to waste time.

There have been frequent reports of monsters abducting people in Shannan, and that's where they should go.

If the other disciples of Tianyi Sect were instructed by their little master uncle, Yu Jian would have rushed to Shannan as quickly as possible without saying a word, but Zhong Mingzhu and obediently can be said to be irreconcilable. It's a ghost to be obedient, I saw her whole body rubbing against Changli's arm, expressing a distressed look, and said in an aggrieved and melancholy tone:

"Master, the teahouse here is the tallest house in the vicinity. I want to go up and take a good look at the place where I was born and raised. The killing of demons is extremely dangerous. I don't know if I will have a chance to come back after this walk."

She actually wanted to ignore Chang Li and go in directly, but thinking of the other party's behavior when they had a dispute during the sword practice, she felt that if she ignored it, she might be forcibly taken away, so she had to pretend to be pitiful, and she couldn't hear Chang Li's response for a long time. I thought it meant rejection, and was a little annoyed.

Xindao those monsters heard that a large number of monks had come, and all the wise ones hid. It made no difference if they went a moment earlier or a moment later. It's all about chance.

——If Fenghailou knew that his words were used in such a place by Zhong Mingzhu, he would definitely regret it.

Just when she babbled a set of fallacies to herself, and then began to complain that Changli was too rigid, she suddenly heard that person's cold and calm voice.

"You'll be fine."

"Ah?" Too immersed in her own emotions, Zhong Mingzhu didn't hear clearly for a while, and when she realized that Changli was already walking towards the teahouse, she laughed and followed.

After they entered, the store clerk looked them up and down, and immediately led them to the private room on the third floor courteously, not forgetting to introduce them endlessly: "Look at you, it's your first time in Qingyang County, right? Longqiu tea is the best tea in a hundred li, you two must try it."

"I saw the Taoist man in yellow robe twisting his sword formula..." The storyteller's voice suddenly raised in a timely manner, Zhong Mingzhu glanced there, and the man saw that she seemed interested in it, so he came over and said mysteriously: "We This storyteller is also one of the best in a hundred miles, and his stories can't be heard in other places."

"Oh? Did he make it all up by himself?"

"That's not true. His ancestor was the one who wrote the book. He traveled all over the world to collect local anecdotes, especially the ones in the south of the Five Ridges. He remembered them very carefully, but he died before he could write a book. This storyteller is actually just talking about him. The ancestors' notes are rare because the details of these stories are in line with the local reality, so many people come here to listen to it!"

"Then I have to listen carefully." Zhong Mingzhu smiled, and turned his head to find that Chang Li was also staring at the storyteller, and the smile in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

It will attract the master's attention, but if you hit it right and wrong, it will take no effort to get it.

After being seated, she ordered the waiter to bring a recommended set of tea and snacks, and then carefully looked at the storyteller.

I saw that the man had a long beard, but his face was very young. He was dressed as a scholar in a cloth and square scarf, and his eyes were piercing. As a storyteller in a teahouse, it can be said that he is very dignified.

He was talking about the story of the black dragon who caused disaster hundreds of years ago and was subdued by a Taoist in yellow robes. He was describing how the black dragon escaped after being injured by the Taoist in yellow robes, and how he hid all the treasures in the deep pool of Heishui Ridge. in the water.

"Master, what did you find out?" Except that her demeanor was a little better than the expected storyteller, she couldn't see anything wrong, so she could only ask Chang Li.

She didn't believe that a mere vivid and interesting story could make her master stare at it so intently, there must be something strange in it.

"He is a monk, he is not far from Jiedan."

Sure enough, I knew how a mere storyteller could attract Master's attention, Zhong Mingzhu nodded in satisfaction, and continued to ask with a smile: "Is there anything else?"

Based on her understanding of Chang Li, a monk who is a storyteller, Chang Li will take one or two glances at most, no more.

The monks who come to the teahouse to tell stories are indeed strange, but there are so many strange people in this world, and there are hundreds of casual cultivators living in seclusion in mortal towns, it is not a big deal for a storyteller to come out.

"He has the magic weapon of the Nascent Soul stage on him, which hides the aura of a monk."

"Ah, that's it." Zhong Mingzhu clapped his hands and smiled.

Usually casual cultivators who live in mortal towns don’t need to hide their aura, they just hide it so as not to be discovered, so they wouldn’t come to be a storyteller who needs to show their faces, besides, as a foundation cultivator, he has a magic weapon of Nascent Soul, which is full of doubts. No wonder Chang Li stared at him.

"Should I release my spiritual power to test him? If he has a ghost in his heart, he will definitely do something, but master, remember to hide it so that he thinks I'm the only one. Now, then I won't play any tricks, but I will run away with all my heart." Zhong Mingzhu quickly came up with an idea, and he was very happy when he said it.

Chang Li glanced at her, with that vaguely curious look again.

"What? Is there a problem?" Zhong Mingzhu was baffled by her. After thinking for a long time, she didn't think there was anything wrong with this method, so she asked fiercely.

"You can't run." Changli was not affected by her harsh tone, and said this lightly, and then erased his figure from Mr. Storyteller's vision, and at the same time untied the magic seal on Zhong Mingzhu's body, releasing The breath of the cultivation level of Qi refining.

In order to avoid alarming the monsters, they all hid their aura. Zhong Mingzhu's cultivation base is weak, and it is easy to reveal her whereabouts if she encounters a monster in the Jindan stage, so the magic seal on her body was set by Changli, and it is exactly the same. For this reason, they walked around the city for so long without Mr. Storyteller noticing.

Zhong Mingzhu stared, she really wouldn't run, but would try every means to make trouble under the eyes of the high-ranking sword cultivator. Chang Li's words were right, but those words seemed to point out her stubbornness in disguise, and she now When he revealed his aura, he couldn't retort Chang Li in front of the storyteller, otherwise it would be a waste of time to reveal that he still had a companion.

So she could only look at the storyteller with a half-smile, and the latter looked at her immediately after her aura escaped. The story didn't stop, but the tone slowed down a few beats. This slight change didn't change. Missed by Zhong Mingzhu, she quickly raised her eyebrows and showed a provocative smile.

The storyteller's expression changed, he ended his two sentences hastily, and then hurriedly said: "If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the next chapter to explain."

After saying that, he retreated behind the screen.

After a while, Changli said: "He left Qingyang County."

"It's running too fast." Zhong Mingzhu watched Changli get up, knew she was going to chase, touched his nose and sighed regretfully, "Our tea hasn't been served yet."

At this time, the guy's voice was heard from far and near: "Why did you leave so early today, sir..."

Zhong Mingzhu was about to put the supposedly best tea into the storage ring before leaving, but before he got up, the door of the private room was kicked open suddenly, someone strode in, followed by the guy who panicked to dissuade him .

"Guest officer! This room is already occupied!" He trotted over, and the cups and saucers on the tray were clinking.

"It's only good if there are people." The man smiled, took the tray from the guy's hand, picked up a piece of pastry and bit into it.

She is a tall woman, about 26 years old, with a pair of sword eyebrows, she is very heroic, she wears a vermilion long skirt, a black tassel and gold thread short cape on the left shoulder, and the earrings and bracelets are all shining. A peacock is definitely the most conspicuous one even if it is mixed in the crowd.He obviously looks elegant and luxurious, but his behavior runs counter to his appearance, but he is holding a slender pole wrapped in cloth strips in his arms, holding a stolen tray, and eating the plate of rolls , and finally licked his fingers unsatisfied.

Even Zhong Mingzhu couldn't help being dumbfounded after seeing such scenes.

——Why is this person so shameless!

And before she could utter those words, she saw the woman throw the tray on the table casually, stepped in front of Chang Li in two or three steps, and said with a smile:

"Little ghost of Tianyi Sect, your sword is not bad."